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    No one could harbor any doubts now. The dress Marissa wore was unmistakably the Purple Angel designed by Sara. Instantly, Marissa became the object of envy among all the female guests. Each woman longed to don suchvish attire and stand out in the crowd


    Envy and spite filled Sansa’s and A’s eyes. Melinda, visibly agitated, scoffed, “Oh, Tiffany, so you’re wearing the real Purple Angel. Big deal! Everyone knows you’re a failure who couldn’t possibly afford it. Come on, tell us, did your foolish lover buy it for you?”


    Suddenly, a loud p echoed through the hall. Connor had pped Melinda across the face. “How dare you!”


    Stunned, Melinda retorted defiantly, “Connor, Tiffany has betrayed you with another man. Aren’t you going to do anything about it?”


    Connor signaled to Domenic, who promptly produced the purchase certificate and invoice. Snatching them up, Connor hurled them at Melinda’s face, his voice icy. “See for yourself.”


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    Melinda picked up the documents from the floor, and the onlookers crowded around to inspect them


    “It appears Mr. Connor Daniels is the one who purchased the dress for Tiffany.”


    “Whoever said that Mr. Daniels didn’t care for Tiffany? He was ready to shell out thirty million dors just to buy her a dress. Clearly, he holds her in high regard.”


    Following this revtion, everyone swiftly distanced themselves from Sansa and A. Moments earlier, Sansa and A had been relentless, badgering Tiffany like mad dogs. The crowd feared that they might get caught in the fallout when Connor decided to discipline the two of them


    Initially, bolstered by Melinda and numerous others, Sansa and A had led the charge. But now, they found themselves suddenly isted, unsure of what to do next


    In the midst of their panic, Connor dered, “Remove these two nuisances. They are banned from attending any Daniels family functions from here on out.”


    Marc and Terry, who had been waiting for their cue, promptly stepped up and dragged Sansa and A away, much like hauling away lifeless bodies


    Melinda trembled with fear. Today was her engagement party, and she had intended to overshadow Marissa in the celebrations. Instead, Melinda found herself publicly humiliated and even physically assaulted. Now, she dreaded the possible consequences that might follow. Regret washed over Melinda for her actions


    Connor shot Melinda a frosty look and rebuked, “I don’t care about the kind of upbringing you had in the Warren family, but once you’re a Daniels, you need to learn to respect your elders and shed your devious ways.” This chastisement left the entire Warren family disgraced. Was he using them of poor upbringing?


    Trenton, red-faced and ufortable, wanted to defend his family, but Connor’s authoritative presence silenced him


    Tears welled up in Melinda’s eyes as she clenched her fists, her body nearly breaking under the weight of her jealousy and grief. Connor paused, then added, “Given that your engagement party is today, I won’t discipline you this time. However, repeat this mistake, and expect twice the punishment. Understand?”


    “Yes, I understand,” Melinda replied, her voice wavering with sobs. Connor turned away, addressing the gathered crowd. “Let it be known. If anyone else dares to nder my wife, expect no mercy from me.”


    No sooner had Connor finished than Arabe chimed in, “And should anyone think to mistreat my grandson-inw again, they’ll find I’m no less forgiving.”


    Arabe gestured towards Marissa’s neck and dered, “Do you all see this? It was part of my dowry, and now, I’ve passed it on to my granddaughter-inw.”


    A voice from the crowd eximed, “Oh my! It’s no wonder that ne caught my eye. Since it once belonged to Mrs. Arabe Daniels as part of her dowry, that must be an incredibly valuable piece.”


    “I recall that ne was originally from the royal collection, with over a thousand years of history. It’s valued at one hundred and seventy million dors.”


    “One hundred and seventy million dors? Incredible! Tiffany is dressed in a gown worth thirty million dors and a ne valued at one hundred and seventy million. She is basking in lots of fondness and affection.”


    “I used to envy Melinda for the three-million-dor ne she received from her future mother-inw. Now that Ipare the two, it’s clear who is the favored one.”


    As murmurs filled the air, Melinda wished she could disappearpletely


    Suddenly, Lorna’s voice cut through. “I disagree!”


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